Meng Chen bent the corners of his lips, and there was a hint of self-deprecating feeling at the corners of his mouth.

The car gradually drove to the city center, not far from the Qiao Building.

Not long after the heavy rain fell, there was already a layer of water on the road. The area where I saw it was covered with white space. Pedestrians were holding umbrellas and shivering in the wind.

This year, it is another severe cold winter.

The Qiao Family Building stands brilliantly in a prime location, and it has long become one of the landmarks of the capital.

It rained heavily today, and the whole building was buried in the white mist, which was more cold and majestic than usual.

Meng Chen drove the car to Qiao's underground parking lot and walked to the president's office alone.

The elevator stopped, and Han Yurou came over with a stack of documents.

When she was working, she changed into a black and white suit, and her hair was tied up. She was not as lively as usual, but she was more serious.

"Hello helper Meng Te." Han Yurou smiled and said hello.

She looks good recently, her cheeks are rosy, and she smiles very beautifully.

"Okay." Meng Chen nodded and greeted.

"That... Assistant Meng Te, is Mr. Qiao here? I haven't seen him for several days. I call him but don't answer." Han Yurou asked carefully, looking at Meng Chen with bright big eyes.

Meng Chen stopped and said lightly: "Mr. Qiao is on a business trip, and the signal is not very good."

"Oh, that's it."

Han Yurou felt that it was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Meng Chen said she was on a business trip, so she just thought she was on a business trip.

But she has indeed not seen Qiao Si Nian for many days.

"When will Mr. Qiao come back?"

"No sure."

"Then, Assistant Meng Te, here are several reports from the Public Relations Department, which were originally intended to be reviewed by Mr. Qiao."

"Just give it to me."

"good."

Han Yurou handed the folder in her hand to Meng Chen.

Only then did she leave this floor with confidence and walk towards her office.

Meng Chen opened the door to the president's office and threw the documents on Qiao Sinian's desk.

The air still seemed to have the smell of perfume on Han Yurou's body. It was neither deep nor shallow, but it could not dissipate.

Qiao Sinian's office is spacious and bright, and the documents on the desk are orderly and orderly.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with a shallow layer of water mist. Looking down from the tall buildings, the whole city was filled with misty smoke.

Meng Chen turned on the computer and finished all the things that the group should handle.

The office is spacious and quiet, and only the sound of Meng Chen typing on the keyboard can be heard in the huge space.

At noon, Xiao Zi called him-

"Are you here for lunch in Qiao's house? The house is so deserted. Butler Sun asked if you come to eat."

"I'm afraid I don't have time."

"That's it, let's have a meal with Butler Sun. I learned a few dishes from Butler Sun today."

“What did you learn.”

"It's nothing, but Butler Sun said he did a good job."

"You send it to me? My lunch has not yet been settled, so I recognize it in the Qiao Building?"

"Give it to you? Where did you get the face?" Xiao Zi sneered, holding a cell phone in one hand and curling her hair in the other. "If you like to eat, you will be hungry if you don't like to eat. I don't have the time to send it to you. If you hang up, I'll call Chengfan."

“…”

Xiao Zi hung up the phone without any mercy.

"Miss Xiao." Butler Sun came over, his face filled with sorrow, "Will Mr. Qiao come back today?"

"I'm not back, I'm afraid I won't come back in the next few days."

Butler Sun didn't know what was wrong, she was just worried.
Chapter completed!